“The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the forces of the Crown. It may be frail; its roof may shake; the wind may blow through it; the rain may enter; but the King of England may not enter; all his force dares not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement.” If society has regressed to where power alone is sufficient for government action, we have a police state. If power alone is sufficient, our lives are in jeopardy if we pique a police officer.

“The Englishman William Pitt, Earl of Chatham, made an eloquent contrast of authority and power 200 years ago in Parliament: “The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the forces of the Crown. It may be frail; its roof may shake; the wind may blow through it; the rain may enter; but the King of England may not enter; all his force dares not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement.” If society has regressed to where power alone is sufficient for government action, we have a police state. If power alone is sufficient, our lives are in jeopardy if we pique a police officer.”

I have added the emphasis to this quote. My hope is that this will make you think for a moment about the way we live today; the idea that your home, no matter how small or run-down, is YOURS, and that without due process of law, even the “king” (or in our case, any representative of our federal or state government) may not enter. Think about that… and how that may no longer be true these days.

*sigh* What times are these that I have lived to see… where freedom is surrendered because of fear and ignorance… where abuse of power is exercised by those who claim to be “protecting” us.

On Sunday I went outside and found that I had a flat tire. It was freezing out and the wind was really cold, but I put the mini-spare on and drove down to John Fitch Highway to get it fixed.

Current mood: Calm

Currently listening to: the wind

I’m re-writing this in a terse, shortened version because I lost my previous post due to internet problems. Argh.

On Sunday I went outside and found that I had a flat tire. It was freezing out and the wind was really cold, but I put the mini-spare on and drove down to John Fitch Highway to get it fixed. Turned out, there was no hole, no slash, no leak at all. It must’ve gotten cold and broken the seal with the rim or something, because it’s been fine since. Go figure.